It's a sin to put Yuen Biao and Ken Lo in a movie with big budgets only to completely disregard them. It's also a sin to put Ekin Cheng and Nicolas Tse in movies. I'm not talking about sin like cheating or stealing wallets--I'm talking about sins in the same ballparks as having dirty incenstuous anal sex with your own brother.

This movie belongs to the subgenre I'd like to call the "Low Self-Esteem Chinese" cinema. Where our heroes are incredible Chinese people who can do anything such as flying or catching bullets. And the crazy non-Chinese people keep on giving them crap. It's a cinema founded by the great Bruce Lee, only to evolve into Once Upon a Time in China and America and this hideous piece of crap.

This movie excuses all of its flaws: the contrived plot, the cardboard characters, the Pokemon-inspired special effects, the bad acting, and all else to one thing: it's an adaptation of a comic book. Oh, no wonder, you see, I've always thought that special effects aren't supposed to suck, but oops I guess I forgot that you guys were making a COMIC BOOK MOVIE, my bad.

The whole movie is basically this: Ekin Cheng's character, Hero Hwa, believes that he's offended "The Star of Death" and that no one who is associated with him can be spared by the Star of Death. So the whole movie is different characters approaching him and asking him for his love, only to be disappointed with a stern "I'm sorry, I've offended the Star of Death." A line that has been repeated at least six times in the movie--that's once every fifteen minutes. That's the plot.

Oh of course there are subplots involving Chinese people getting crap from the Japanese and the gweilos. A lot of homages from Speilberg's Amistad and the earlier TV series Roots--Chinese people living in awful conditions. I can't wait until Speilberg sees this movie and enslaves director Andrew Lau and his entire production team--including that writer who looks like a Hobbit who wouldn't shut up in the Makings documentary. According to this guy, KKKs are a prominent part of New York City in the 1920's. And even though these Klansters descriminate against the Chinese, they're apparently buddies with them dirty Japs. They are a real smart bunch too, these boys in white gowns. At the climax of this movie they invade the New York Chinatown and start to fight with these poor Chinese people. Who try their best to fight back. Then the evil KKKs pull out their rifles and start to shoot them all. The Chinese retreat into this inn-type of building. The Klan members then stop shooting, there is no attempt to torch the house or to invade it. Instead they stand outside the building, chanting "get out get out get out...", what pieces of works are these krazy klansmen.

Okay this movie might not be that bad. It does have some good actors, Francis Ng--who is wasted because of the Evil Evil Bwahaha Jap Who Kills His Family And Blinds Himself All In The Name Of Martial Arts. Anthony Wong has his five minutes, not bad, but it's five freaking minutes. And Ekin Cheng, our main character, plays a kungfu master, who, is capable of shooting fireballs and flying to the moon (I'm not exaggerating), but he CAN'T throw a basic double switching kick? What kungfu school did he goto?